A/N: SORRY this chapter is SO long...asdfkughuagdn
Not long after, you heard Bakugo dragging his feet until stopping half way down the stairs.
"HURRY UP, FURBALL!"
"BE NICE TO HER!" Mitsuki yelled back, giving her son a threatening glare as you ran up towards him.
Bakugo didn't answer her, only muttering a string of curses under his breath, making you giggle at his crankiness as you followed after him into the office room. He was actually annoyed because he realized his mom's command was something he was subconsciously already doing.
Meanwhile, Mitsuki's intimidating expression had faded into a smile once the two of you turned your backs, she was ecstatic that her son had made such a wonderful friend, and hoped he wouldn't dare mess it up.
You squealed excitedly, your eyes widening in amazement as you scanned around the room and all its contents.
There was a drafting table, sewing machine, fabric rolls, and other clothing accessories.
"This is so cool!"
"I guess." Bakugo replied casually, shrugging from behind you.
In actuality, none of this never interested him before, it was just stuff his parents would sometimes use for work, but as he snuck a peek of your reaction from the corner of his eye, it actually made him smile to see you so excited.
But when you turned around, he had on his usual scowl. Without saying a word, you pulled up a chair and situated yourself in front of the drafting table. You grabbed a pencil, pens, and a few pieces of paper and furiously began sketching. It was a little scary, honestly.
Bakugo raised his eyebrow and tried to look over your shoulder at what you were doing.
"No looking!" You lowered yourself onto the desk, putting your arms around like a wall as if he was trying to cheat, effectively blocking him from seeing what you were working on.
You heard him 'Tch!' behind you as he took a step back, unaware that he folded his arms with a scowl as he glared at the nearest wall.
He was actually itching to know what you were working on.
After a few minutes, you swiveled your chair and shoved your finished masterpiece right into Bakugo's face.
"This is roughly what your Hero costume looks like now, right?"
Bakugo was annoyed that you rudely wacked him in the face with the paper but his expression quickly formed into one of scrutiny as his curiosity was piqued more than his anger. He leaned in to examine the paper, rubbing his eyes in disbelief that you had drawn that so fast.
You had sketched Bakugo in his Hero costume and it was extremely accurate.
"Didn't know you paid that much attention to me." He teased with a snort.
"Well, yeah...your costume is one of my favorites from our class! It looks intimidating and cool!" You said innocently, flashing him a wide grin.
Bakugo blushed slightly, but you were so caught up at looking at your sketch that you didn't see.
"But-I think in the winter you'll want something more like this. Ideally, it would generate heat and protect you from the cold...but still allow you to access your sweat glands!" You explained excitedly and held up a second piece of paper. "And I think it still looks intimidating and cool!"
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